"Sister Hua, there are children in here," the man dressed in black said to the woman next to him with a bright flower in her hair.
Murder and robbery on a dark and windy night.
The moonlight made the willow trees look a little scary. In the summer, the escort teams usually rested during the day and traveled at night. Whether they were prisoners or yamen runners, they all had to stay alive.
It seemed like a downpour was coming; the ground smelled of dust, and the wind was much cooler.
"What is this?" the woman asked, somewhat surprised.
Not to mention the current Zhanchen Tower, even her beastly master has never killed a child. The first rule of Zhanchen Tower is: do not kill children, or you will not accept a thousand gold pieces.
"What do we do, sis? Is this another case where our building can't afford to offend that big customer?"
“Yes,” Liu Xiaohua replied.
Just as the woman was frowning and unsure what to do, a group of people rushed out of the ravine and began robbing her without saying a word.
"I heard this gang of bandits was wiped out before, how come they're back?"
Liu Xiaohua looked dejected, as if she were thinking of something, and said...
“You can’t wipe them out. You can only wipe out the bandits, not the poor. Those who are going to starve will always find a way out.”
The woman looked up at the sky; dark clouds had obscured the moon, and no light could be seen, only the flickering torches in the hands of the bandits and yamen runners.
"On my command, snatch the child out."
"It's clearly a rescue!" the man next to him thought to himself. But that's just how Sister Hua is—sharp-tongued but soft-hearted.
She was like that when she was little. Back then, she was still a child, but she would always protect her younger siblings behind her, and even if she was punished, she would secretly come over and give them food.
With a swift movement, the blade flashed and fell, a cold glint of light flashing from the sword.
As Mrs. Jiang watched a group of people come over and take away the child in her arms, she cried her heart out. The group did not linger and even wanted to take her out as well.
But it was too late.
Looking at the knife wound on his waist and abdomen, and the bloodstains next to his chest.
These bandits wanted nothing but money and left no survivors. If the child had been with her, she probably would have gone to her death with her.
"Live, Mother only wants you two to live. You are not allowed to seek revenge, nor are you allowed to do anything that will put you in danger. Go now."
The sounds came out intermittently, and she collapsed to the ground. The children were crying so hard they could barely breathe. If this continued, Liu Xiaohua was afraid the two children would cry themselves to death.
"Don't make them cry!"
The woman grimaced as she looked at the two children who were crying incessantly, her brows furrowed, and she shouted loudly at the man beside her.
"No...no...Sister Hua, I...I've never taken care of a child before."
In terms of experience, we don't even have as much as you. You've taken care of us to some extent, haven't you?
"I don't care! Knock them both out." Liu Xiaohua was a few meters away from the two children. She was afraid of this kind of thing, which reminded her of the trauma of being trained by her master when she couldn't lift anything with her hands.
"Okay, then I'll get them some sleeping pills."
The man reached for his waist, fumbling for where he had put the medicine.
The woman came over and kicked him, knocking him to the ground as he was half-kneeling. Then she said...
"That kind of thing is mentally taxing, I don't want to go through all that trouble to save two idiots!"
"..."
Wow, you've got a lot going on, sister.
What can be done?
The man sighed deeply, then asked...
"Then I'll knock them both out, maybe put them to sleep with a pressure point? What do you say, Sister Hua?"
The woman thought for a moment and nodded.
"Okay, be gentle, don't hurt your meridians."
"Then you do it!?"
The man couldn't hold back any longer. He felt that his senior sister was being spoiled a bit too much by her senior brother—no, wait, the Zhanchen Tower! Assassins, you know?! Killing without shedding blood, you know?
Do you know what I mean?
We are mysterious, powerful, and swift in our actions! Assassins!
We are not stay-at-home parents!
Saving people is one thing, but if you're annoyed by their crying, just knock them unconscious. You have to apply pressure points without damaging their meridians.
"Who do you think you are, Little Seventeen! Believe me or not, I'll twist your brain off." Liu Xiaohua kicked him again, then continued.
"If you keep arguing with me, I'll beat you up when I get back!"
The people around seemed not to see it at all. Seventeenth Brother is just a smart aleck, always making Sister Hua angry.
The man gathered his inner strength at his fingertips, looking at the two children who had stopped crying and were exhausted, with tears glistening on their eyelashes.
His fingers stopped at their shoulders, and the man turned to Liu Xiaohua and said...
"Sis, um... why don't you do it? I can't bring myself to do it."
"..."
"I can't bring myself to do it! Little Eighteen! You do it!"
When her name was called, the little girl with her ponytail watching the show from the tree had to turn her hair into a rattle drum.
"No, no! I won't come. I'm scared of this thing too. Nineteen, you go!"
"..."
The group tried everything, one after another, but no one could make a move.
The two children were already a little older. The girl was about six years old. She looked at the group of people dawdling and didn't know what they wanted to do, but she understood one thing.
They wanted to knock her and her brother unconscious.
The Jiang family has fallen. They have endured countless hardships along the way, and now, their parents are gone.
Perhaps the group of men in black who didn't seem like good people, whom she couldn't bear to knock out, were their last hope.
She couldn't survive on her own with her younger brother.
The girl reached out and, imitating her mother, patted her three-year-old brother's head several times. Soon after, the brother lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
"This little girl is quite sensible," Seventeen said.
Before anyone could react, the girl pulled a thick book from her bag and struck herself on the head. As she was about to pass out, she said…
"Remember to bring my book with you."
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